Eureka weekly sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1887-1902, 1887-10-29
THE KNOWING rAssENeEx.
He Pulied His Boots on when she
order was Given.

~ EeAacu HIS nOOto Om Wmem 8me
order was 6iven.
We were travelling from San Antonio
to FL Paso-an old and wealthy friend
and myself. To save ourselves in a
Measure the usual ~tediousness of the
journey, we engaged in a social game Of
cards, and to highten the interest had
staked some small sums of money. IL
drawing some small change from his
pocket, my friend dropped a roll Of
greenbacks into the aisle. A neatly.
dressed young man on the opposite seat
picked it up and handed it to its owner,
with the remark:
Rather a nice little wad to have out
if the train robbers should happen
around?"
He had been q very social companion
during the earlier part Of the trip, and
we had taken . liking to him. His only
drawback seemed to be a want of knowl-
edge concerning life in Western Texas.
Yes" returned the old man, " but l
hardly expect any more train robbers in
Texas. Why, if they did get this little,
I'm safe anyhow. I've got twenty times
that much more, and they wouldn't
know where l had it. I'm just a little
too cute for 'em. They never think OF
making a man pull off his boots"
The young man smiled. During the
remainder of the afternoon he stood Oh
the gallery of the coach, taking a good
look at the country; it was different
from Missouri. where he came FROM"
Sp43aolr ahopk larE Tho train
stopped. Some one exclaimed: "Don't
shoot!"
Our young acquaintance stepped from
the gallery into the car.
whats the matter? What's the
NATTER" queried my elder companion.
"Oh, not much. not much" was the
slow reply; "only. I guess, old fellow
here he leveled a revolver at HIM ]
guess it's about time for you to pull Oh
your boots"
The car filled with armed men. The
usual programme was successfully carried
out.
When the train was permitted to
travel on 1 flung myself into the seat
left vacant by the innocent young Mis-.
s~ourian ~. put my hands in my empty
pockets and meditated until we reached
onr destination. My old friend lighted
a cigar, propped his boots (those treas
ureless bootsl on a seat in front OF him,
and said he'd be hanged if he'd say a
word till he reached Ell Paso. He
thought he had said enough for one day.
The dreary monotony of a divorce case
was dragging its soiled length along in
Judge Hicks court recently. The woe.
full contestants were listening eagerly
when a handsome, broad. shouldered
youth entered the room with a young
lady on his arm. He was OVERLOOKING
with Joy. His face was constantly
wreathed in smiles which seemed to fill
the gloomy courtroom. She was happy.
too-bashfully, surreptitiously happy
and she looked shyly from behind hei
stalwart lovers arm They wanted te
be married. The divorce suit was sus-
pended at once, for the court will STOP
unmaking a marriage to make one at any
time. The ceremony was performed,
The young man drew out a IS bill and
placed it before the Judge. With hi:
OrlguleSt suIllS anu d speeCH dc Sdiiau'
as a Chesterfield could make he pre-
sented it to the bride. The little lady
accepted the money, and with a quick,
graceful movement she drew the bouquet
OF roses from her bosom and placed il
before the Judge. With a bow he re
ceived the rosebuds, and returned to the
divorce suit, but the sweet odor per
vaded the dingy courtroom all that day